Nina grasped Sophie’s hand, their closeness apparent.


    In their entire graduate ss, each student belonged to high society, making rtionships exceptionally


    complex.


    Upon joining the ss, Sophie had discreetly surveyed everyone, confident that the others had done


    the same.


    Nina led Sophie to her car and drove to a nearby club. Exiting the car, they found that a private room


    had already been reserved. Contrasting with the noisy exterior the private room was rtively quiet


    As soon as the door opened, Sophie spotted Harold lounging on a


    o s


    He was dressed in punk attire, his gaze colder than usual, his inherently stem face now exuding a wild


    aura.


    Sophie had recognized the car behind Nina and knew Harold wanted to see her. Sure enough, Nina left


    at just the right time.


    Now, it was just Sophie and Harold in the room.


    “Harold, was it necessary to meet here?” Sophie asked.


    She turned to leave, but the room’s door was almady shut. Still, Sophie wasn’t afraid. As James‘ wife,


    Harold wouldn’t dare harm her, which emboldened her toe alone.


    “It’s safe here, unnoticed


    “The news of ate–night meeting between the younger Aldridge son and James‘ newlywed could


    scandalize both families, Sophie shrugged indifferently. Tm already notonous. A bit more won’t hurt.


    But what about your brother? Would he skin you if he knew?”


    Sophie knew Harold’s vulnerabilities well.


    Harold narrowed his eyes dangerously and stepped closer, hisrge frame casting a shadow over


    Sophie, “No one ys me. You’re the


    first


    His voice was low and seductive, his wordsden with meanings.


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    Sophie raised an eyebrow, “Harold, that’s not fair. When have I ever yed you?”


    “From the first meeting, you did it on purpose, didn’t you?”


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    “Honestly, I did not.” Sophie’s expression was innocent, “Harold, are you suffering from paranoia?”


    “Don’t act dumb. I can spot a lie instantly.” Harold chuckled, “But I truly didn’t expect you to be James‘


    wife.”


    Sophie replied seriously, “Everyone in Devonport knows I’m James‘ wife. It seems you’re the only one


    out of the loop.”


    Harold frowned. He had just returned from abroad and wasn’t well–versed in recent local events.


    Moreover, he generally paid little attention to the social elite, so he was unfamiliar with the name


    Sophie.


    “Enough, Harold, Drop the fantasies. I have no designs on you, and even if I did, it would be towards


    your brother.”


    It wasmon knowledge that in the Aldridge family, only Gordon held real power, while his younger


    brother was merely a frivolous dependant.


    “Stop right there!”


    Harold grabbed Sophie’s wrist. Her casual remark had ignited his anger.


    “So, you’re saying I’m less capable than my brother?”


    “What do you think, Harold?”


    His grip tightened suddenly. Even he knew that Sophie spoke the truth.


    Suddenly, Haroldughed, his wild eyes twinkling mischievously, “The Burkes and my family have


    always been at odds. What if I did something to you today? Could you still be Mrs. Burke then?”